On the 1st day of December I got out my Advent calendar; I love Advent calendars - ever since I was a child they have seemed magical and exciting, you never knew what was behind the next window. That was in the days when Christmas decorations didn't go up until Christmas Eve and the shops started putting Christmas stuff out in the Middle of December rather than the end of September. So the calendar really was all about waiting and anticipation just as Advent is.
When I was a child my Grannie lived with us and had her own sitting room/bedroom. Every year she would get out her own Christmas tree; it was a small silver one which she would put on a little table near her fireplace and around the base would go cotton wool snow and a plastic church that lit up. For me as a child it was completely magical, it was even better than the tree we had in the family lounge which was bigger and green. When she died and I helped to clear out her things, the Christmas tree was a rather scraggy balding scrap of silver but the memories it provoked were very precious.
This year we have an artificial tree as we are not at home for Christmas; we do have a house sitter but we thought it a bit unfair to ask them to water a tree.
As you can see we have a nativity scene as part of our decorations, for me this is central to everything for the Su +2 household. Advent is the waiting time and Christmas day and season the celebration. You may have spotted that I have rather a lot of angels in the scene - these stay out all year round, scattered about the house but they come together to be part of the heavenly host for the nativity scene. (and yes, there is the odd snowman, star and a Winnie the Pooh too)
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